I am so blessed. All my life, despite ups and downs, at no stage has God not granted me every wish I have had. Some have taken longer than others. Some have been won and lost, but nearly every single wish has been granted and I know the best is yet to come.
This picture of my boat slip at home, in East Patchogue, Long Island, New York has its own messages hidden in plain view.
How can we not, then, see the power of God moving in every moment of stillness around me? How can we not see the brilliance of his work deep inside every shadow?
Even when something seems upside down, is it not merely a reflection of something beautiful right above and ahead?
Thank you, God.
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Vision of life, hope, dreams, and more.
Fire Bird Birth From Fiery Sun OR Flying Into A Dark But Bright Future?
Is it the birth by fire of a new Fire Bird? Or a dark angel looming above, bringing misgivings? Or the power of dreams flying into a dark, monstrous, malevolent cloud formation — just beyond which is the promise of pure light and brightness. And just beyond that, visions of God?
The thunder cloud’s malevolence separated from the life-giving sun by the razor edge of hope and miracle. A possibility of coming out from storms into the light, however briefly, at least until the final sunset on a life of fantastic flights of fantasy.
Or a little bit of it all?
Smith Point Beach in Long Island, NY is a favorite place of mine to catch sunsets over expansive vistas of water. This time we were there ahead of time and I shot some pictures waiting for the sun to set.
As this bird came towards me, somewhat like the apparition of one Alexander the Great sees in the movie ALEXANDER, the silhouette came into focus. I clicked and snapped a mesmerizing image.
© 2009 IMRAN
A full moon is always a sight to behold. Rising up just above the treetops to the side of my home, it showed its magical powers while the sky was not yet dark. Walking around the boardwalk in East Patchogue, and later at Bellport Dock, the beach was drowning in the passionate fury of a lunar high tide pushed on by the inspiring wind.
And the question became, was this a Bad Moon Rising, or an indication of great aspirations for the future. Only time, and the tides of time, will tell. Bad news and troubles continue to howl at my door. But I know only my faith and perseverance are the magic bullets.
PS No howling wolves were hurt in the making of this photograph.
© 2009 IMRAN
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